Brother's Bind
Bounding over miles of land
You and me there hand in hand
Laughing as we hustle on
Then I fell and you were gone
I sought you out but couldn't find
For you were gone; I felt inclined
To leave away and seek no more
But something gripped me A terror for
What may have happened
To thee there
Would you then have been impaired?
I durstn't leave thee all behind
For we are in a Brother's Bind
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